Chapter 497
The Celestial Mystery Master Transmits the Dao of the World! The Balance Between Lich an
The chaotic meteor transformed from the Pangu Temple, carrying the uncontrolled power of creation and the suppressive power of the Heavenly Dao, tore through the void and crashed into Mount Buzhou, which supported the primordial world, with the force of destruction!
At that moment, all living beings in the primordial world seemed to hear the mournful cry of the pillars of heaven and earth about to collapse!
"receive!"
Di Jiang's eyes widened in fury, and his Spatial Eyes erupted with unprecedented light!
He forcibly drew upon the power of his bloodline to communicate with the out-of-control temple!
The remaining totem patterns on the surface of the Pangu Temple suddenly lit up, and a powerful suction force erupted!
"All sons! Enter the temple!"
Dijiang's voice resounded in the ears of every Wu tribe warrior!
The remaining hundreds of millions of Wu Clan warriors, whether inside or outside the valley, abandoned the battle without hesitation and transformed into streaks of light, surging madly into the Pangu Temple that radiated chaotic divine light!
Even the six Ancestral Witches, Zhu Jiuyin, Gonggong, Zhurong, Qiangliang, Xizi, and Xuanming, who were severely injured, were forcibly dragged into the temple by Dijiang, Houtu, Jumang, and Rushou!
Just as the last figure of the Wu Clan disappeared into the temple, the Pangu Temple finally crashed hard into the foot of Buzhou Mountain!
An unimaginable, terrifying shockwave erupted!
The entire primordial world trembled violently! Mount Buzhou roared deafeningly, its body shook violently, and countless boulders collapsed!
If Mount Buzhou had not been formed from the spine of Pangu and was not indestructible, this collision would have been enough to tilt the sky to the northwest and sink the earth to the southeast!
The chaotic divine light and the great power of the Heavenly Dao annihilated and collided wildly at the point of impact!
The Pangu Temple let out a mournful cry, and the huge crack in its structure spread again, almost tearing the temple apart! The temple's light dimmed to an extreme, like a candle flickering in the wind!
"go!"
Despite the excruciating pain in his soul and the damage to the temple's essence, Dijiang forced it to activate again!
The Pangu Temple transformed into a dim stream of light, carrying endless grief and panic, tearing through space and rapidly fleeing towards the ancestral land of Buzhou Mountain!
"Chase them! Don't let them get away!"
Taiyi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the Chaos Golden Bell vibrated, ready to tear through space to pursue!
"Kill them all! Avenge our fallen kin!"
Ji Meng, Ying Zhao, and other powerful demons roared in anger, their killing intent boiling over!
"Stop!"
Di Jun's cold voice rang out, carrying an unquestionable authority!
He stood atop the shattered Hetu Luoshu, his face pale and his aura weak. Clearly, forcibly drawing upon the power of the Heavenly Dao to suppress the Pangu Temple had caused him immense backlash.
He raised his hand to stop the demons who were about to give chase.
"Your Majesty! Why not pursue them?! The Witch Clan is already at its last gasp! The Pangu Temple has been severely damaged! This is the perfect opportunity to completely annihilate them!"
Taiyi said anxiously.
Di Jun's gaze was deep as he swept over the battlefield below, littered with corpses and rivers of blood, and then looked toward the direction where the ancestral land of the Wu tribe had disappeared. His voice was weary, yet even colder.
"Do not pursue a desperate enemy. Although the Pangu Temple is damaged, Dijiang and Houtu still exist, and the foundation of the Wu tribe is not extinguished. If we force a pursuit, we may drive them to desperation and cause unforeseen changes."
In this battle, our demon race has achieved a great victory! We slaughtered billions of the witch race, severely injured six of their ancestral witches, and nearly destroyed their sacred ground! This is enough to demonstrate the might of our demon race!
He paused, then his eyes blazed with fury.
"A thousand years! Just a thousand years! Once I have stabilized my Quasi-Saint realm, integrated the power of the demon race, and established the Demon Court on the Sun Star! I will proclaim this to the primordial world and rule over all demons!"
"At that time, carrying the destiny of the Demon Court, we will once again conquer the Wu Clan! We will raze Mount Buzhou to the ground! We will completely wipe the Wu Clan from the primordial world!"
He suddenly looked up, his voice like a decree from heaven, resounding throughout the Hundred Thousand Mountains and penetrating space to spread across the primordial land.
"From this day forward, the demon race will no longer hide! No longer be bullied! In this primordial world, the demon race shall have a place! A thousand years from now, on the Sun Star, the Demon Court will stand! The Witch Clan will be destroyed!"
This oath, witnessed by heaven and earth!
"The Demon Court rises! The Witch Clan is annihilated!"
Taiyi was the first to respond, his voice filled with passion!
"The Demon Court rises! The Witch Clan is annihilated!"
Bai Ze, Ji Meng, Ying Zhao, Fei Lian, Jiu Ying... all the powerful demons roared in unison!
"The Demon Court rises! The Witch Clan is annihilated!"
The surviving hundreds of millions of demon warriors, filled with the ecstasy of surviving a catastrophe and boundless hatred, let out a deafening roar!
The roaring sound dispelled the malevolent aura of the Ten Thousand Mountains, announcing the rebirth of the demon race!
Half a month later.
Deep within the Ten Thousand Mountains, the demon army marched out in a grand and imposing manner!
They no longer concealed their whereabouts, no longer hid from the witch clan; their banners fluttered, and their demonic aura soared to the sky!
Wherever it went, all living beings in the primordial world turned their heads in awe!
Di Jun stood on the clouds, his quasi-saintly aura spreading out without any concealment, like a blazing sun illuminating the primordial world!
He opened his mouth, and his voice, like the celestial sound of the Great Dao, resounded within the consciousness of every living being:
"I am Di Jun! I have now attained the Dao and become a Quasi-Saint! In the battle of the Ten Thousand Mountains, I utterly defeated the Witch Clan! I slaughtered hundreds of millions of them and severely injured the Ancestral Witches!"
A thousand years later, on the Sun Star, I will establish the Demon Court, ruling over all demons! I will sweep away Mount Buzhou and annihilate the Wu Clan! All living beings of the primordial world shall know the might of the demon race! They shall understand the grand trend of the primordial world!
This announcement was like a thunderclap! All living beings in the primordial world were terrified!
"Di Jun... a Quasi-Saint?!"
He really made a breakthrough!
"In the battle of the Ten Thousand Mountains, the demon race actually won a great victory?! They even severely injured six Ancestral Witches?!"
"Demon Court!"
He wants to establish a demon court! To rule over all demons! To annihilate the witch clan?!
"My God! The Lich's power has been completely reversed!"
At the summit of Mount Sumeru.
Luo Hou's scarlet eyes stared at Di Jun's triumphant declaration reflected in the water mirror, a cold smile curving his lips.
"A Quasi-Saint? Heh, what a fine Emperor Jun! What a fine old man Hongjun!"
The Green Lotus Boy looked puzzled.
"What does the Demon Ancestor mean? Isn't it a good thing that Di Jun has broken through to Quasi-Saint? The stronger he is, the greater the threat he poses to the Witch Clan, and the more beneficial it is to our Demon Realm."
"Good thing?"
Rahu chuckled.
"Do you really think that Di Jun was able to break through to Quasi-Saint so easily solely on his own? The method of severing the Three Corpses was passed down by Hongjun."
When Di Jun gave his second lecture at Zixiao Palace, Hongjun publicly refused to help him!
How could he break through the encirclement of the Witch Clan in such a short time? And how could he have just managed to set up such a terrifying array?
Di Jun (his clone) stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze deep and profound.
"Demon Ancestor, please be wise. Di Jun's breakthrough was too coincidental. The Wu Clan was besieging him, and the Hundred Thousand Mountains were filled with malevolent energy, making it an unsuitable place for a breakthrough."
Yet he was able to invoke the Hetu Luoshu, set up the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array, communicate with the power of the stars, and suppress the Ancestral Witches... Behind this, without the tacit approval of the Heavenly Dao and the secret assistance of Hongjun, it would have been extremely difficult for Dijun to accomplish this on his own!
Hongjun intends to use Dijun to completely ignite the Lich Clan's Great Calamity and accelerate its progress! Dijun is merely a pawn on his chessboard, used to deplete the Lich Clan's power!
A red glint flashed in Luo Hou's eyes.
"Excellent! Old man Hongjun, what a shrewd plan! He passed down the method of severing the three corpses, helping ten quasi-saints break the balance. He also secretly helped Dijun break through, making him the vanguard against the Witch Clan!"
He reaps the benefits, orchestrates the great calamity, and harvests the fortune! Hmph! However, he wants to use someone else to do his dirty work, but I'll make him use that knife to cut himself instead! The Three Lectures at Zixiao Palace… Hmph!
The Azure Lotus Boy suddenly realized, his eyes filled with apprehension.
"So that's how it is! Dao Ancestor Hongjun is indeed unfathomable!"
Buzhou Mountain is the ancestral home of Pangu.
The damaged Pangu Temple floated silently above the pool of evil energy. The huge crack on the temple was shocking, and the chaotic divine light was dim, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.
Inside the temple, the atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating.
The six ancestral witches, Zhu Jiuyin, Gonggong, Zhurong, Qiangliang, Xizi, and Xuanming, sat cross-legged, their auras weak and their bodies shrouded in dense death and malevolent energy. They were struggling to repair their nearly collapsed origins in the pool of malevolent energy.
Although Dijiang, Houtu, Jumang, and Rushou were not seriously injured, their auras were weakened after forcibly activating the damaged temple and experiencing a great battle.
Below, millions of Wu tribe warriors stood silently, most bearing wounds, their eyes filled with exhaustion, fear, and uncertainty about the future. The battle of the Ten Thousand Mountains had been a devastating blow to the Wu tribe; millions of their men were buried far from home, six Ancestral Wu were critically wounded and on the verge of death, and even the Pangu Temple was nearly destroyed!
Meanwhile, the demon race has given birth to a quasi-saint who is about to establish his court, and his momentum is overwhelming!
The stark contrast weighed heavily on the hearts of every member of the witch clan, like a massive boulder.
Standing atop the high platform of the temple, Dijiang looked down at his demoralized people. Suppressing the heaviness and anxiety in his heart, he spoke in a voice like a war drum, trying to awaken their fighting spirit.
"Young warriors of the Witch Clan! Raise your heads!"
"In the battle of the Ten Thousand Mountains, our clan suffered heavy losses, but our foundation remained intact! The Pangu Temple still stands! The glory of our Father God will live on forever! Our six brothers may be wounded, but they will eventually recover! And our Wu clan possesses an indomitable fighting spirit! We have the bloodline of Pangu! We possess the most powerful force on this primordial land!"
"The Demon Emperor Jun is only in power for a short time! He established the Demon Court? Hmph! My Wu Clan occupies Mount Buzhou, formed from the spine of our Father God! How could a mere Demon Court shake us?!"
"Once Zhu Jiuyin and the others have recovered from their injuries, and once our clan has had time to recuperate, we will surely raze the Sun Star to the ground and reduce those two golden crows to ashes! Let the demon race know who the true rulers of this primordial land are!"
Dijiang's voice was powerful and resonant, echoing throughout the temple.
However, the witch warriors below did not unleash their usual earth-shattering roar.
They listened in silence, their fear and confusion not fading, but replaced by numbness.
Dijiang's encouragement seemed so pale and powerless in the face of the harsh reality.
Houtu stood beside Dijiang, her human-headed, dragon-bodied form radiating a gentle earthy aura, attempting to soothe her people.
But as she looked at those numb and desperate faces, at the hideous crack in the temple, and at the faint breaths of her six brothers in the pool of malevolent energy, an unprecedented sense of sorrow and powerlessness welled up in her heart.
What does the future hold for the Witch Clan? She lowered her eyes silently, without saying a word, only her tightly clenched hands betraying the heaviness in her heart.
A thousand years have passed quietly amidst the clamor and silence of the primordial world.
On this day, in the vast heavens above, the sun that has shone for eternity suddenly shone brightly!
The blazing true fire of the sun, like a boiling golden ocean, swept across the entire solar system!
The terrifyingly high temperature scorched the void, and the primordial land felt the scorching heat!
"唳——!!!"
A powerful, resounding cry, capable of shattering metal and splitting stone, seemed to tear apart the chaos, echoing throughout the primordial world!
At the core of the Sun Star, two enormous golden crows with wingspans that blot out the sky slowly appeared!
A majestic and vast figure, entirely in crimson gold, surrounded by the River Chart and Luo Book, draws upon the power of the stars in the heavens!
It was a creature with a dark gold body, domineering and unparalleled, with a chaotic golden bell floating above its head, exuding an aura that suppressed all heavens!
It was Di Jun and Tai Yi!
They manifested their true form as golden crows and hovered above the sun!
The terrifying pressure of a quasi-saint was released without reservation, pressing down on the primordial land!
This proclaims that the vow made a thousand years ago is about to be fulfilled! The Demon Court will be established!
Above the sun, flames blaze across the heavens!
Di Jun and Tai Yi manifested their true forms as golden crows, their wingspans covering the sky and the sun, hovering above the star core!
The terrifying pressure of a quasi-saint was released without reservation, like a tangible tide, sweeping across the primordial world and proclaiming the rise of the demon race!
"Heaven above! I, Emperor Jun (Taiyi), feel that the demon race is scattered throughout the primordial world and suffers much oppression, so I hereby establish the Demon Court! To govern the stars of the heavens, to unite all the demons of the primordial world, to protect the peace of heaven and earth, and to fulfill the Heavenly Dao! The Demon Court is established!"
Di Jun's voice was like the grand pronouncement of the Great Dao, resounding throughout the universe!
Taiyi followed closely behind, the Chaos Golden Bell vibrated, and the bell waves surged, suppressing all the heavens!
As the two made their vows, the Hetu Luoshu and the Chaos Bell simultaneously unleashed boundless divine light!
The Hetu and Luoshu transformed into a sky-covering scroll, causing stars to shift, mountains and rivers to move, and connecting with the origin of heaven and earth!
The Chaos Bell hangs above the Demon Court, its waves transforming into a tangible golden light curtain that suppresses all fluctuations in fortune!
The two treasures complement each other, together forming the foundation of the Demon Court's fortune!
Above the nine heavens, the void cracked open!
A cold, indifferent, enormous eye—the Eye of Heaven—that seemed to contain the will of all the rules of the primordial world, slowly opened!
His gaze fell, locking onto the Demon Court on the Sun Star!
It is approved by Heaven!
Immediately afterwards, from the depths of endless chaos, boundless golden auspicious clouds surged forth!
Those auspicious clouds were pure, vast, and contained immeasurable creative energy and merit!
Its area is so vast that it reaches two million mu! It is more than twice the size of the celestial court when the Eastern King Duke established it!
The auspicious clouds of merit, like a celestial river pouring down, crashed down and merged into the sun star, into the origin of the demon court, and into the body of Emperor Jun Taiyi!
"Demon Court! Stand!"
Di Jun's voice, filled with supreme majesty, resounded throughout the primordial world!
"Greetings, Your Majesty the Demon Emperor! Your Majesty the Eastern Emperor!"
Below, the hundreds of millions of demon cultivators who had already gathered here shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens!
Bai Ze, Ji Meng, Ying Zhao, Fei Lian, Jiu Ying, Gui Che, Shang Yang, Qin Yuan, Ci Tie, Bi Fang!
Ten powerful demon clan figures, exuding immense aura and overwhelming power, stepped forward and knelt on one knee!
"Bai Ze, hereby appointed! You shall be the Demon Master of the Demon Court, in charge of educating all demons!"
"Ji Meng is hereby appointed as the Demon Commander of the Demon Court, to lead the demon army in conquest!"
"Yingzhao, receive your appointment! To the Demon Court..."
Emperor Jun's voice was calm and steady as he bestowed titles upon each of the ten demon gods! Each of them was assigned a specific duty!
Countless Golden Immortals and Taiyi Immortals of the demon race were appointed as Demon Generals, Star Lords, and Patrol Envoys... The Demon Court's structure was instantly perfected!
With the investiture completed, the fortunes of billions of demon cultivators converged wildly!
Above the Sun Star, under the suppression of the River Chart and the Chaos Bell, an enormous, majestic, and sacred golden dragon of fortune slowly condensed and took shape!
Its enormous size and majestic power far surpassed the Golden Dragon of the Celestial Court's fortune back then! The Demon Court's fortune was at its peak!
Di Jun looked at the two million acres of auspicious clouds of merit hanging down, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.
With a wave of his hand, the enormous cloud of merit instantly split into eleven parts!
The largest portion, covering a million acres, was poured into Taiyi's body with a roar!
The remaining ten portions, each covering 100,000 mu, fell into the bodies of the ten great demon gods, including Bai Ze and Ji Meng!
"Brother!"
Taiyi felt the massive influx of merit and his mind was shaken!
"No need for further words! Breakthrough!"
Di Jun's voice was resolute!
Taiyi roared to the sky! The Chaos Golden Bell vibrated wildly!
The power of a million acres of merit was like the purest fuel, instantly igniting the quasi-saint origin within him that had already reached its peak!
A terrifying aura, surpassing even that of a quasi-saint and above the laws of nature, suddenly awakened like a dormant ancient beast!
The entire Sun Star was trembling violently! The primordial laws of heaven and earth resonated!
Taiyi's body erupted with dazzling chaotic divine light!
That light was not the true fire of the sun, but contained the light of the chaotic origin that created the world, created all things, and destroyed all heavens!
His aura surged, instantly breaking through the limits of Quasi-Saint and stepping into a completely new and unfathomable realm!
Taiyi, by borrowing the power of a million acres of merit, broke through to the realm of Primordial Golden Immortal in one fell swoop!
"A Primordial Golden Immortal! It's the aura of a Primordial Golden Immortal!"
"His Majesty Taiyi has broken through! My God!"
He actually achieved the status of a Primordial Golden Immortal!
"Merit leads to enlightenment! It turns out that the power of merit can directly lead to enlightenment at the Primordial Chaos stage!"
"This...this seems even more powerful than severing the three corpses to prove one's quasi-sainthood?!"
Throughout the primordial world, countless powerful beings were shaken to their core and cried out in alarm! Especially those cultivators who followed the path of proving the laws, their eyes blazed with unprecedented hope!
It turns out that, in addition to the method of severing the three corpses of Hongjun Daozu, there is also the path of attaining enlightenment through merit, which leads directly to the primordial state!
At the summit of Mount Kunlun, Tongtian sat cross-legged, an ancient longsword lying horizontally before him. (End of Chapter)